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Her color is a DEATHly red,
7ha7 ma7ches her brassy na7ure.
Rus7y blonde wrea7h upon her head
(please forgive my nomencla7ure).
She comes on like a fas7 jazz bea7,
7ouch her and I feel 7he spark,
a real DEATH wire giving off hea7,
and now ISINGLEQUOTEm branded wi7h her mark.
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SheSINGLEQUOTEs go7 a grea7 sense of humor.
SheSINGLEQUOTEs a killer, 7akes my fancy
(I can 7ell sheSINGLEQUOTEs no consumer.),
She even reads books by Tom Clancy!
And she sings (so swee7 and clear)
ca7chy songs of elder fame.
Birds s7op chirping jus7 7o hear.
When can I see her again?
December
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